"When ships collide with each other, you must resolve not to stop the battle by clearing the enemy deck of hoplites." - The Peloponnesian War

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"Why do you want to hunt them down?" As he spoke, Li Bida turned his horse's head and did not stop smiling, as if it was a good thing for the people to escape.

Three days later, Li Bida's army arrived in the desert area of the border line, and used cavalry cannons to bombard the tent areas of several black tribes on the opposite side, and hundreds of black people fled into the dune fortress in the depths, and some fled to the royal court of the chief of Nebamoth, reporting the terrible news of the sudden invasion of the border by the Egyptian side.

The Great Chief Herton, the number one warrior of the entire tribe of Nebamoth, was sitting in the middle of a group of half-naked wives, and next to him sat a child who was not very energetic, dressed in a white shirt and wearing a gold collar around his neck, the son of Ptolemy the Piper and the prince of Egypt.

Originally, Helton was friendly with the Egyptian general Dege on the border of Tuntun, so when the piper ran away from Alexandria, he thought that it would be uncertain to go to the city of Rome at this moment, so he entrusted his son to Dege, and Dege sent him to the royal court of Hurton to take care of him.

Later, after Benenici's position was temporarily secured, General Dege also moved under her command and actively plotted to extradite the little prince back, and the great chief Helton was a little hesitant, after all, the Egyptian prince was in his hands. It's a strange commodity. Whether it's sent to Benaniceki. It was still returned to the piper, or even to the hands of Rome, which was a very expensive payment.

But the bad thing is in this moment of hesitation: a group of pheasants named Lybidaeus, who led a group of pheasants that appeared out of nowhere, actually went from Cyprus to Perusim, all the way to Alexandria, Benenici, and Arcilaus both died. Now this prince has become a hot potato, no, Li Bida's army has come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"How about I send you back?" Hutton, with his dark belly exposed, asked little Ptolemy.

"As far as I know, this Lybidaeus is my second sister's confidant, and if my father had not sent a guard to escort him personally, I am afraid that I would be mutilated on the way and my body would be thrown into the stinking swamp." The prince of Egypt, with a melancholy expression on his sick and handsome face, replied in a soft voice.

Helton smacked his lips in embarrassment. Pat the big belly, and then command the fastest Scud in the whole clan. First go to the camp of Li Bida to strike and sue for peace, and then go to the city of Alexandro to ask for an edict from Pharaoh to welcome His Royal Highness the prince back.

The next day, the camp of the Li Bida army had surrounded several dune fortresses, and when the "Scud" came to the commander's tent with the banner of Amun's sheep's skull, the soldiers were driving the cavalry artillery carts, raising light dust, and rushing towards the front line, so that the Scud messenger was stunned and did not know what it was.

"You can go and ask Pharaoh to give an edict to cease fire with Nebamos and escort the prince back. But trouble will have to happen sooner, for if I do not see the prince with my own eyes, or if the noble chief sends the prince into my camp, the two sides will remain in a state of war by default. Li Bida, who was standing in the tent to receive the envoy, asked his subordinates to send a cup of ice water to reward the envoy, but his tone was extremely tough.

The envoy was very embarrassed, and he also knew that this was deliberately done by the commander in front of him, and if he handed over the prince, he might be killed by this guy on the way, and then supported Cleopatra to ascend the throne; If we don't, our homeland will be ravaged by this army in vain, and once the enemy army reaches the royal court, the safety of the little Ptolemy in Egypt is still not guaranteed, and if the Romans "mistakenly fire" a javelin, the tragedy will be cast.

As the messenger hesitated, he suddenly heard a thunderous sound, and then felt that the ground was trembling under his feet, and the tent ornaments above his head were swaying wildly, and he hurried out to find out, but saw some dune fortress beyond the two furlongs, the refuge and frontier fortress of their people made of mud tablets and sand, even if not as strong as the Roman or Greek fortress, but—the walls of the dune fortress were scattered in fragments, and quickly collapsed in pieces, and then fell in shaking and plumes of smoke. The messenger's head twisted, and it happened to be the fast artillery carts that had caused all this, and after they had quickly laid a position, they had smashed the dune fortress into white ground in half a day.

The defenders and clansmen inside, there is no doubt that most of them will be buried alive, and few will survive.

Looking back, the alien general had a mocking face, and the generals around him were full of murderous energy, and said in a regretful tone to himself, "So, I hope you can really hurry up, otherwise our army will advance too fast." ”

In the royal court, Herton, who had been rewarded by the messenger, was so frightened that he was sweating, and hurriedly gathered four scuds, provided plenty of water and dry food, and took turns to relay and run towards Alexandra City with all his might, "to surpass the speed of the antelope in the desert!" ”

At this time, the piper was kneeling before the statue of the god Serapis in the side room of the palace, begging the army of the prison to win the expedition, to welcome his son back, to marry his daughter, to be the last pharaoh of Egypt, and to give the kingdom to Rome fifty years later.

When Pharaoh asked him why, he only said that he was worried about the safety of His Royal Highness, "But Your Majesty, Honorable Pharaoh, perhaps your and my worries are cheap and superfluous, because we ourselves live under the sword of the Romans, and we cannot protect ourselves, and look at this royal city, which is not full of centurions who speak Latin, and legionnaires who watch the night, but they only listen to the orders of the Vizier of the prison state." ”

Hearing this, the piper also became a little uneasy, and he had to admit that some of the words of the great eunuch were indeed to the point, even if the attitude of the prisoner Li Pidaus was so courteous and how much he thought about the royal family, but after all, he still looked up to others, and this feeling was completely lingering.

Suddenly, the alabaster wine glass fell to the floor, it was the mistake of the court lady who accompanied the sacrifice and the daughter's hair-dressing maid Chamion, who heard the eunuch's speech just now, and was so flustered that she could not hold the plate holding the wine glass.

"What about my daughter?" The piper sat in his chair and asked Chamion expressionlessly.

"She was a little sick and couldn't attend the ceremony, and Eraas was with her, as if she had contracted a fever." Chamion's voice trembled in reply.

The piper didn't say anything, his expression was blurry in the dim light, only the golden crown and hat still shone brightly, but seeing that his chin was slightly raised, it meant that Chamion could leave.

After Chamion had bowed in front of the door, the eunuch glanced at Theotusus, the chief of the palace guard beside him, nodded to him, and got up to follow Chamion. (To be continued......)